My Immortal Brother-in-law

Chapter 182 Wen Zhong's Thoughts

After Nuwa left, in the Tiger Temple, Wen Zhong couldn't help swallowing his saliva again and almost ate himself full.

While he was mumbling, he whispered to Zhong Suli.

"Brother Su..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"That was... the goddess Nuwa!"

"Yes."

"How did she get here?"

"Oh, we are neighbors. After I moved to Luotian, fellow Daoist Nuwa moved his home next to mine."

"But this... that's the Saint, why would she move to you..."

"Because we have a good time. Fellow Daoist Nuwa is very pretty and cheerful, and I am not a sex-hungry ghost, so we treat each other with respect and friendship. Isn't it normal for her to like to hang out with me?"

As Zhong Su spoke, he patted Wen Zhong on the shoulder, signaling Wen Zhong to relax.

But the more he said this, the more Wen Zhong couldn't feel at ease. Who the hell could feel at ease?
That is the Saint Master, but you are our brother. But how can our brother play with the Saint Master!

Originally, Wen Zhong only thought that his elder brother was extremely talented. At such a young age, he could surpass his generation and be on par with his master's generation.

But now he looked again, his elder brother was not of the same generation as his master, he was actually of the same generation as his great-grandmaster!
Nuwa Saint is someone else’s Taoist friend, so isn’t my master also my big brother’s Taoist friend!!!
Thinking in this way, even if he is Wen Zhong, the best among the three generations of disciples of Jiejiao, he is also the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty.

He still felt like he had turned into Runtu, the shrewd Jun. When he looked at Zhong Su, he couldn't help but want to call him "Master"...

There seemed to be an invisible barrier between people, so that until the banquet began, Wen Zhong no longer had his former high spirits and vigor, but instead acted reserved in front of Zhong Suli.

Seeing Wen Zhong like this, Zhong Su shook his head helplessly.

My younger brother is really too young and still can't see things clearly.

When he gets older and has more experience, he will naturally be able to see things more clearly.

At least that's what Zhong Su thought.

However, is Wen Zhong the only one who can’t see things clearly?
In fact, everyone was quite timid during the meal.

Knowing that Nuwa lived nearby and could even clearly hear every word spoken there, Bigan did not dare to make any loud noise at all, and could not even say many of the things he had originally wanted to say to Zhong Su.

Even Long Ji and Yao Ji were a little cautious and had lost their former magnanimity.

In the past, Yao Ji could chat with Zhong Su about postpartum care for sows, but now, even she tried hard to control herself and only talked about meaningless romantic things.

Nuwa, who was lying in her own palace, could see the scene in the Zhongsulu Palace clearly.

As Nuwa looked at her, her eyes became more profound.

No, I can't go on like this. I came here to have fun, not to make the mountain tiger suffer with me!

In just a short moment, Nuwa made a decision. She would follow the example of her senior brother, or choose a portal with a suitable footsteps and place a real clone!

Of course she can do what the senior brother can do, and it is not impossible for her to transform into the Three Pure Ones in one breath. Although their paths are different, their methods are always the same.

But the transformation of One Qi into Three Purities cannot solve one’s own problems!
So what if the Three Pure Ones were transformed into one? So what if there are a few more clones? Those who should know the identities of the clones will still know their identities!

Therefore, if I just casually create a clone, it will still be difficult to play with fellow Taoist Shanjun!
That being the case...

Faintly, Nuwa seemed to have come up with a suitable idea, so she giggled twice, and the tip of her little tail under her body jumped continuously.

At the same time, at the small banquet in the Tiger Temple.

Seeing that no one was talking, Zhong Su had no choice but to eat a piece of beef, and then ordered one by one. First of all, of course, it was his own disciple. He looked at Long Ji and asked softly.

"Longji, have you not fallen behind in your recent practice?"

"Hehe, Master, don't worry. What you said is easy to understand. I can understand it right away. Master, you are amazing.

I have already mastered the Qigong skills you taught me, and I am just waiting for Master to teach me new Daoist skills."

"That's good."

Hearing this, Zhong Su nodded and smiled.

"Last time, I stuffed a bunch of Taoist teachings into your sister's ears, causing her to enter a state of meditation for several years. After entering the state of meditation, she couldn't absorb all the knowledge.

So I have learned a lesson from you. Next, I will teach you the magic skills bit by bit, and let you slowly master all the seventy-two transformations."

"Thank you for your kindness, Master!"

Long Ji was also a man of insight, and who would look down upon the Seventy-two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends?
Any Qigong practitioner who does not read the cultivation guide written by the saint must be a fool.

Upon hearing that his senior sister had mastered all seventy-two transformations, Long Ji's eyes lit up with excitement.

Do I have a chance to learn the Disha?
Just as Long Ji was excited, Zhong Su turned to Yao Ji and asked softly.

"Fellow Daoist Yaoji, I entered Luotian last time, and I really don't know how your life has been recently."

"Don't worry, my lord. I am living well. Longji has arranged a guest room for me in your palace. I have also built a small courtyard outside of Zhongshan Mountain, which is on the small Zhongshan Mountain in the human world.

Although I like your Mountain King Palace, I like the carriages and stories of the human world more.

I don’t know how long I can stay in the human world, so I will spend more time interacting with ordinary people in these years.”

After she finished speaking, Yao Ji looked outside the mountain expectantly. In her small courtyard on the Zhongshan Mountain in the human world, the terrier she raised had already given birth and was looking very energetic.

Seeing that Yao Ji was happy, Zhong Su turned to look at Wen Zhong and Bigan who were sitting upright.

Seeing Zhong Su looking at them, Wen Zhong and Bigan suddenly came to their senses and quickly met Zhong Su's gaze, while Zhong Su asked softly.

"Ah Zhong, Brother Zi Gan, when I returned to Yindu last time, I told you that if you encounter any trouble, you can come to Zhongshan to find me.

But now, I see that you... have never come to ask me for anything.

So, my business has been developing very well recently, or do you guys no longer regard me as a businessman?"

"No no no no no!"

In response to Zhong Su's question, Wen Zhong shuddered, and his tongue made a long tongue-tickling sound as if it had grown into the Soviet's mouth.

Then he quickly waved his hand and explained.

"Since we resolved the incident with Xiqi, there has been no more crisis that is particularly worthy of seeking assistance.

As for the barbarians like the Dongyi, Nanman, Beiqiang, etc., humph, although they can cause us some trouble, they are only a little trouble!"

Having said that, Wen Zhong finally regained a little bit of pride.

He continued to speak to Zhong Su in high spirits.

"Originally, King Di Yi, Brother Shang Rong and others disliked my slow pace in pacifying the barbarians, and they really wanted to send people to Zhongshan to ask my brother for help.

However, I refused this offer, because I am not slow in pacifying the barbarians, I just wanted to train my troops!
To be honest, the wars fought in the west a few years ago wiped out all the soldiers that Da Shang had been able to fight in the past thirty years.

So, I took the new soldiers to the barbarian lands to fight and train, and replaced them with new ones after training them well. I had to train enough elite soldiers for my Shang Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)